I fell in love with the most beautiful girl in the Bronx.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I fell in love with New York at some indeterminate point in my early years.
I fell in love with New York. It was like every human being, like any relationship. When I was a young New Yorker, it was one city. When I was a grown man, it was another city. I worked with many dance organizations and many wonderful people.
My happiest moments of growing up in the Bronx were when my mom would bring home a new sports magazine from the candy store. I would jump out of bed and grab it from her. Then I'd rip the front cover right off and tape it to my bedroom wall.
I grew up in the Bronx.
I was in love with a beautiful blonde once. She drove me to drink. That's the one thing I'm indebted to her for.
I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty... you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are.
I was in love when I was in college; we all were. I remember how beautiful everybody was. Even the plain people looked beautiful.
New York City has the most beautiful women.
I'm a Broadway baby, through and through. It's my first love, and it's what brought me to New York in the first place.
The Bronx always seemed very dreary to me.